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Styles Apr 2015
Lost in your eyes, don't looked surprised. Loved you ones, but all hearts lie. Had to let you go,  in doing so I told myself good-bye. Living without you, is the slowest, most painful way to die. Yet, still I try. They say time heals every thing, I need not apply. My heart, forever gone, this we can't deny.

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